.. yet lite, slimy and sticky like log cabin maple syrup.the taste was like nothing i tasted before ...with a light sweetness...it was an acquired tas...te...but i think i liked it. Jason sat back in his seat and began putting his pants back on when i heard something brush up against the car on the driver side. I looked out the window and saw what appeared to be a man trying to peep in but i could not see because all of my windows had fogged up. i then saw at light being shined directly at the. I heartily dug into the lasagne, the meat, cheese and sauce melted together to form delicious perfection. The sluts were all chatting away happily.Lillian giggled wickedly at something Chasity told her. "Did Master really do that?"Chasity nodded. "Right in the back of my squad car." What did you do in the back of her car?" Mary asked, with a naughty smile.I cleared my throat. "I ... uh, had Chasity arrest this girl so I could molest her in the back of the car." The girl was a dirty slut,". She wanted nothing more than to try these on. Yet, her training was coming back, he would tell her what she was to do. She now knew what was expected of her. Up to her walking in the door she was not his Sweet Girl. She could do as she pleased, and did not have to ask for permission. Once she crossed the threshold of the hotel room she was Sweet Girl. She was his, her body was made for his pleasure. Everything that he taught her, and was expected of her was in effect.“Well, try it on, Sweet. Betty began to slowly run her hand along the great length of the horses shaft, while Midge rubbed her hand across its cockhead. They continued like this for five minutes. By this time both girls had switched position. But there still was no sign of jism to come.Finally, Betty decided that more drastic action might be required. Without letting Midge know what she was planning, she leaned forward and kissed the horse cockhead. Then sticking out her tongue she began to lather it with her saliva..